I saw that Venerable Yu's entire right arm was now blue and swollen, with countless vine-like things densely protruding under the skin, like living creatures, constantly squirming, looking terrifying and disgusting.
"Ugh..."
Ji Xiuling took a few glances and couldn't help but retched.
"What is this? Is it an insect?" She covered her mouth tightly, wanting to scream, and backed away repeatedly, clinging to the tree trunk.
Ji Xiuling's face turned green when she thought about how she almost hit Master Yu on the shoulder and touched these things through a layer of clothes.
"Why are you making such a fuss? It's just a puppet vine. You're an ignorant thing. Shut up!" Lord Yu, his head covered in cold sweat and with a sinister look on his face, glared at her.
Ji Xiulin shut her mouth tightly for a moment, feeling extremely horrified.
Yunluo's Puppet Vine?!
She remembered that bitch used this thing, and in just the blink of an eye, he could suck three men in black into mummies!
Uncle Master also fell into the trap?
This is simply...simply...
For a moment, Ji Xiuling couldn't describe her mood. She didn't know whether to be nervous and scared, or to take pleasure in her misfortune.
Privately, she hated Lord Yu very much and resented his self-righteousness for not taking her seriously.
But rationally, Ji Xiuling knew very well that Master Yu and she were in the same group.
Moreover, Lord Yu is so powerful. If even he can't deal with Yun Luo, what hope does she have of avenging Ye'er?
As selfishness and reason push back and forth, Ji Xiuling's mood is very complicated.
Lord Yu couldn't care less about what she was thinking at this moment.
Despite his arrogance, he seemed not to take the "mere" puppet vine seriously, but in fact, he was suffering inhuman pain because of the puppet vine entering his body.
Yun Luo had warned him before that if it was not dealt with as soon as possible, his right arm might become useless.
But how could Lord Yu, who is so arrogant and conceited, listen to her?
Relying on his profound strength, he forcibly sealed the meridians of his right arm with spiritual power, blocking the spread of the puppet vine, and then pursued Yun Luo wholeheartedly.
However, this approach has great hidden dangers.
Lord Yu was not injured.
Once he is injured and the spiritual power in his body is exhausted, it will be difficult to suppress the puppet vine.
The puppet vines spread crazily in his right arm, absorbing spiritual power and flesh and blood to grow. In a short period of time, they have grown stronger and spread out countless vines.
So many vines filled his right arm, stretching his thin arm in a circle, and each vine penetrated into his flesh and blood and meridians.
Lord Yu has realized that he underestimated this kind of demonic plant, but he refused to admit it. He secretly bit his gums and tried his best to force the puppet vines out of his body.
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, a dazzling thunderball fell from the sky.
Lord Yu raised his head vigilantly, the thunderballs suddenly dispersed, and Lord Lei's figure was revealed, falling steadily to the ground.
Seeing that it was him and not Jun Wuchen, Master Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression became colder.
"Uncle Lei, you are finally here!" Ji Xiuling was overjoyed and hurriedly got up from the ground and said hurriedly, "Look at Uncle Yu, he is seriously injured."
Upon hearing this, Venerable Lei glanced at her and strode towards Venerable Rain.
From a long distance, he saw Lord Yu's weird and terrifying right arm, and couldn't help but gasped: "Old Yu, what did you do? What the hell is this?"